Seems every one has a story. I was climbing at my local (Tinbeerwah in Queensland) I led a route and my partner, Chester, was seconding when he dislocated his shoulder. He hung on and with a bit of light screaming popped it back in and finished the slab to the top. He thought that was pretty tough, but it was the day after that american guy cut his own arm off, so I said he was a weak barstard and shoulda cut it off. |